Diana Krall - You go to my head

 

 

 

You go to my head

And you linger like a hauntin' refrain

And i find you spinning round in my brain

Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne

 

You go to my head

Like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew

And i find the very mention of you

Like the kicker in a julep or two

 

The thrill of the thought that you might give a thought

To my plea casts a spell over me

So i say to myself get a hold of yourself

Can't you see that it never can be?

 

You go to my head

With smile that makes my temperature rise

Like a summer with a thousand julys

You intoxicate my soul with your eyes

 

Though i'm certain that this heart of mine

Hasn't a ghost of a chance with this crazy romance

You go to my head

 

The thrill of the thought that you might give a thought

To my plea casts a spell over me

So i say to myself get a hold of yourself

Can't you see that it never can be?

 

You go to my head

With smile that makes my temperature rise

Like a summer with a thousand julys

You intoxicate my soul with your eyes

 

Though i'm certain that this heart of mine

Hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance

You go to my head